Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old Joseph was a man with two first names
left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And only one run a comes on roaring down that lane
So, all he's got to worry 'bout is

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout he's been
He says, Come on sit down kid, where shall I
He starts me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My Corey's coming, no more sad coming
My coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she you in her world"

I was quite surprised to out all the places that he knew
And so I the towns folk if his stories were true
Well they said, Old John was born here, he's here all his life
He's never had a woman, let alone a

And very you'll find out as you check around
That no one named Corey's ever lived in this
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth that I had
Well he and said, Reality is only just a word

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no sad stories coming
My coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her

I came by one but he did not hear my shout
I looked in the window and I saw the was out
When he would not wake up I forced in the
And I saw that old John Joseph would tell stories no

The at the graveyard, just three of us were there
Me and the we heard the parson's prayer
He said, We need not grieve for man
For we know that God

They put the cold over him and left me on my own
And when at I looked up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If you're a relative, he had a end
when she said, My name is Corey you can say I'm just a friend

Corey's coming, no sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

So, that's the old man's story, I'm you came tonight
To see a busted down old railroad yard sure a lonely sight
You may wonder why a young man would out here alone
the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my bones

And I I get to missing the old man a bit
And one other reason I guess I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And he told me, when she holds me she enfolds me in her world